It has been two weeks of hot weather, now our shared worry about the soccer team kids trapped in a cave. There remains no resolution for the shoddy situation at the USA border that has made life even harsher for immigrants who are fleeing horrific situations and who were separated from their children with no warning. How can it be that there are no reliable records or notification of where their kids would be sent. This is beyond cruelty for these kids.
However, at least yesterday evening on this ridge was a good day for community -- at an annual post 4th of July picnic, with music making (not country or bluegrass) on the lawn, and, some fireworks, though I had left by then. The weather was perfect -- so I left, before the wonderful light was all gone, in order to get a few more photos at my pond.
My photos at the picnic were very random, but I hope they are of interest even to those of you who don't know the people. This is the first year I have been able to join in the fun connected to the 4th..
|later, looking back from the family cemetery|
|the "hamburger cooking" host|
|tending to a bee sting|
|recent Morehead State graduate and musician! Bravo!|
|thanks for all the prep work done!!|
Two pond area photos:
I got so absorbed in the photos that I was taking from the car window (using the car as a tripod in the evening light) that, yes, I must have had the headlights on because I ended up with no power. Blush, blush, blush !! Thanks, J, for the jump start today!
Here is the photo I made with my iPhone to show what I was doing when the car lights went out, so to speak:
|The camera is resting on my trusty bean bag placed on the open window next to the driver's seat.|
Note: if I may, I'd like to speak up, apart from my art and Appalachia and only because I have this way of presenting my concerns. I remain upset that our democracy is under such enormous strain, including the choice of another Supreme Court judge who seems to be selected because he (or she) is just like several judges already on the bench. How boring is that when everyone's decision can be predicted! Brings to mind the phrase "rubber stamp". I always thought that having nine justices of great talent works best if there were to be a lot of interpretation possiblities that benefit from multiple perspectives. Otherwise, why bother to have a supreme court in the first place! I have seen the table where the nine sit in a room that is totally private to discuss the decisions they are reaching during the term. When I was there, it felt impressive and condusive to thoughtful consideration. By now I imagine it to have a dimension that might be considered a brawl. These are all brilliant people, but I guess that doesn't guarantee open minds -- or a willingness to acknowledge a common good.